John rode the horse in the direction the 'Spirits' told him the giant carnivore was. He would need all his skill to kill it with arrows, no matter how...accurate he was. He wondered what he would find. When he got close, from the down wind side, he left the horse, telling her to be still, and crept off towards the beast to see what he could see.He crept up a short rise on his belly, and almost didn't see it at first. It was only the lashing tail which gave him the creature's location. It looked. He pulled his fingers from her; they were thick with her love juices. He sucked each finger, cleaning her sweet nectar, savouring it. He was becoming intoxicated by its taste. Like a wolf, he dived between her opened legs and began lapping at the dripping hole eagerly. More of the sweet honey leaked from her engorged pussy. His tongue went everywhere – all over her clit; snaking up and down her pulsing labia; darting in and out of her hot sex canal. He followed the dribbling juices to her. I was mildly surprised when she looked up at me, smiled and said, "Mr. Foster will see you now, Mr. Kite. Please take the elevator to the fourth floor and then go through the door on the left."I knew that George Foster was the manager of this Eastern Security franchise, a firm specializing in gathering information, for a fee. I knew from my internet research that the company had over fifty offices throughout eastern United States.The elevator door opened immediately. Soon I was knocking lightly. She had seen it before on her parents faces and she finally realized that only one thing causes that look on someone's face: LOVE! He was in love with her!It didn't make sense. If he loved her, why had he not told her so? What could possibly keep him from telling her that?Then it occurred to her, he was afraid to tell her. But why, why was he afraid? Of course, how could she be so blind? She thought to herself, he would rather love her as a friend, than risk losing her if she rejected him as a.